I'm not these kids' mom. I'm just a crossing guard. But still, we are each a regular part of each others' days. How can this not affect me?
Yesterday, the first occurrence, I didn't even realize what was happening until it was too late. I saw these two adults talking with each other. As I watched, it seemed more like maybe they were arguing about something. Then things got more... animated.
And just like that, the larger one took the child of the smaller one. What? No!!
I was paralyzed, couldn't believe it happened right in front of my eyes. If only I'd have known that there was a child at risk, I would have certainly intervened! But who expects something like that to happen? In broad daylight? Right next to a busy road??
The abductor took off like a bat out of hell with the child's mother on its tail, but I knew that mom would never catch up, the abductor was too quick and agile. I could hear the child crying. That was, by far, the worst part.
The mother obviously heard it too, she kept pacing back and forth, thinking, plotting, trying to come up with some plan, ANY plan. It was pure instinct at work.
And all I could do was watch. And hear...
Then again this morning. Oh, they've got to be kidding me. This poor mother. She's got to find a better home for her and the kids!
The images, I can't get them out of my head. I thought maybe a little art therapy might help me work through this.
But it's not working! I think it made the trauma worse. I know, it's "nature's way" and all, but I'm starting to really hate [censored] magpies!